My whole life people have called my lazy. It’s true I am. HOWEVER, there are times when being lazy is a blessing. There are times when being lazy will save you from disaster. Take this example from something that happened to me recently.
I couldn’t be bothered reading the map before I went to check out some land in the deep (deep) south of Brisbane. When we got there the agent told me that I had come the long way. Story of my life. In her helpful discussion on how to get me back to where I came from, she told me about the route I could take to get back home which saved a shirtload of time. Now, on the way we discovered things that were very interesting to us, a new suburb (not so feral), quiet streets and most importantly high speed internet, hot local girls, an adult entertainment venue, super IGA, reasonably priced drugs, houses.
When I say reasonable, you have to place that in context. The houses are still four to five times my income. However, they aren’t six to seven times my income as they are in area I am in now. I digress.
You could argue that planning sometimes creates a frame that leads to a known solution and blocks out other solutions. This is true… ish. Yet, my laziness led to a surprise that the lady had for me because I didn’t bother to read the map! This happens rarely but it’s a lesson for me that sometimes you are best to see what happens when you do stuff instead of creating a fifty seven point plan. It’s part of the fun of choas chaos.
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